My Daoist partner helps me cultivate immortality

Lin Ye whispered, "Could you take me through the employee channel to participate in the assessment ahead of time?"

"Ah! Sure."

"Okay, let's pay first."

If this guy insists on watching, fine.

Lin Ye won't lose out anyway.

Moreover, he knew that Gongshu Yan wouldn't care, as the finished products of a weapon refiner couldn't be judged at a glance.

Arriving at a small corner, Lin Ye reluctantly took off his pants and lifted his Taoist robe.

"This seems a bit..."

"Fellow Daoist, don't be shy, you're a grown man! Let me see you~"

"Wow! How magnificent..."

at this time.

"Guild Master, I saw that weapon refiner who forged the mysterious low-level spiritual weapon appear in the lobby on the first floor. He came to me on his own."

The assistant rushed back to the office and hurriedly reported back.

"Lin Ye is here?"

Gongshu Yan stepped forward and said, "He's here to see me. Take me to him."

"This is my assistant, don't interrupt me."

The branch president, his face dark, said to his assistant, "Lead the way."

"You two want to see him in person...? Yes!"

Then, the assistant led the two down from the fifth-floor office to the first-floor lobby.

After asking the lobby staff, the three of them found Lin Ye in a corner on the first floor.

At this moment, Pang Lu was kneeling in front of him, carefully doing something.

From their angle, they could only see the back of her head.

Damn...

What are they stirring up now?

Eating a hot dog in broad daylight!

Lin Ye and the three of them looked at each other in bewilderment.

"It's a misunderstanding! It's just a misunderstanding!"

"This is immoral and violates ethical principles!"

The branch president was devastated.

Good guy.

Today's young people...

I actually expected him to control others.

That's way too wild!

Chapter Nineteen: It's a pity it's only a low-grade spiritual root.

"A low-grade spiritual root?"

Upon hearing about Lin Ye's qualifications, the branch president's expression immediately changed.

Lin Ye was a little nervous.

He knew that what he was about to say would be very important.

Just now, right after the misunderstanding, the branch leader angrily said he wanted to test his weapon-refining skills.

Gongshu Yan also followed out of curiosity.

Under the watchful eyes of two third-grade weapon refiners, Lin Ye, with all his might, disguised himself and completed the refining of a first-grade high-level spiritual weapon, as well as a half-finished second-grade low-level spiritual weapon.

The qualifications he displayed astonished the branch president.

This is only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and he's already achieved this!

His skills have far surpassed his current level.

Until the branch president learned about Lin Ye's spiritual root:

The lower grade of the three series of Fire, Metal and Wood...

It's terrible.

Low-grade spiritual roots, unless they are rare single-attribute ones, almost never break through to the Golden Core stage.

No matter how talented Lin Ye is at weapon crafting, he can only reach the level of Gongshu Yan at most—a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator who can barely craft a third-grade spiritual weapon.

However, Gongshu Yan is now not far from the Golden Core stage.

In contrast, Lin Yelin, with three low-grade spiritual roots, might need two hundred years to reach the late Foundation Establishment stage!

The branch president's feverish brain felt as if someone had pried open his skull and poured a bucket of ice water over it.

His gaze towards Lin Ye inevitably flashed with a hint of contempt.

People are different.

In the world of cultivation, talent is an unhealable barrier.

If I'm mistaken, there's no need to take it so seriously.

Seemingly oblivious to the other party's cold attitude, Lin Ye earnestly said, "Guild Leader, I know I lack talent! So I would like to request that the guild sponsor me with a [Heavenly Inscription]?"

"As long as my spiritual root level can be concealed, I can join other organizations and compete for their training resources to repay the guild. One day I will definitely be able to completely repay the guild's kindness."

Lin Ye's spiritual root can be upgraded by absorbing the bloodline of exotic beasts, but this must not be discovered by others.

Improving one's spiritual root level is extremely difficult.

Extremely high-grade rare and precious materials, or spiritual root transplants... these are things that lower-level cultivators cannot access.

If discovered, it will be impossible to explain.

Therefore, even if Lin Ye's spiritual root is upgraded in the future, no one can be told.

Lin Ye understood that only those at the Nascent Soul stage could create the [Heavenly Secret Inscription] that concealed the level of one's spiritual root.

Once he obtains this item, he will no longer need to worry about the secret of his spiritual root level, and his flexibility will be greatly enhanced.

The only problem is...

The cost of training a Nascent Soul Ancestor is too high!

The branch president laughed in exasperation:

"Trying to conceal your spiritual root level with celestial inscriptions? Do you think you can persuade a Nascent Soul ancestor to intervene?"

"Do you know the price of the Heavenly Secret Inscription? It costs at least fifty high-grade spirit stones!"

The branch president was almost furious.

The assistant quickly intervened from behind, saying, "President, never mind, he doesn't know..."

The branch president took a breath and said:

"You're only at the Qi Refining stage, don't get your hopes up!"

To avoid further angering him, Lin Ye could only remain silent.

Let's use the previous analogy to make it easier to understand—a low-grade spirit stone has a purchasing power of approximately 1000 RMB in the cultivation world.

The exchange ratio between low-grade and medium-grade, and between medium-grade and high-grade, is 100:1.

The Heavenly Mystery Inscription that Lin Ye wanted was not difficult to make even for a Nascent Soul cultivator, but its value reached about 50 high-grade spirit stones, which is equivalent to about 5 million RMB.

Lin Ye also reached the Nascent Soul stage.

Whether it represents destructive power, productivity of things made at will, or lifespan, they are no longer the same species as low-level cultivators.

To be fair, if Lin Ye becomes a third-grade weapon refiner, his monthly income would be around ten million, which, theoretically, would be quite fast for a cultivator's lifespan to pay off his debts.

However, from the branch leader's perspective, whether he can become a third-grade weapon refiner or whether he will die on the way is still unknown.

Not to mention, even assuming Lin Ye is certain to become a third-grade weapon refiner, it might not be worthwhile to ask a Nascent Soul ancestor for that.

The branch president gradually calmed down, his expression returning to normal. He stroked his long beard and said, "Young friend, ignorance is no excuse. Please don't say such absurd things again next time."

"Furthermore, I have never denied your talent in weapon crafting."

There should have been a "but" at the end of that sentence, but the branch president omitted the crucial detail...

The branch president turned and left.

He remained calm before leaving.

Lin Ye, however, knew clearly that a sad, thick barrier had already formed between them.

From now on, as an ordinary weapon refiner, it will be difficult for me to meet someone of this level again.

The assistant handed the badge, symbolizing a first-grade advanced weapon refiner, to Lin Ye and then hurried off to catch up with the branch president.

Finally, he turned around and waved to Lin Ye in a friendly manner.

Lin Ye may lack talent, but becoming a second-grade weapon refiner is clearly only a matter of time.

Then it's worth getting to know!

Monks are often very pragmatic.

"Senior...I'm leaving."

Lin Ye clasped his hands in a salute to Gongshu Yan, then turned and left the Refiner's Guild.

She remained stunned, watching Lin Ye's figure gradually disappear into the distance.

Gongshu Yan must be very sad.

As a genius weapon refiner, she was treated as an outcast.

A person with unique talent discovers a kindred spirit, only to find that the other person is still different from themselves. This pity and disillusionment overwhelm her, causing her to linger and gaze at them for a long time.

Lin Ye stopped thinking about her.

Although he had long known that the probability of obtaining the Heavenly Secret Inscription was low, this failure still made Lin Ye anxious.

He couldn't help but recall the hardships he had endured over the past nine hundred years due to his lack of talent... and the fear of not being able to achieve immortality.

"...In this life, I must succeed!"

Back home, Lin Ye didn't hesitate at all. After greeting his Daoist partner, he went into his studio.

Because of the unpleasant conversation with the branch president, there was no chance to bring up the matter of moving.

I'll go ask Wanbaolou another day.

Now, Lin Ye needs to make money.

Taking advantage of the high price of his specially crafted low-grade spiritual weapon, he should be down-to-earth and make the most of this wave of spirit stones.

......

in the afternoon.

Lin Ye tossed the casting hammer aside and stretched lazily.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

Lin Ye yawned and asked, "Who is it?"

"Lin Ye, it's me! Open the door!"

Gongshu Yan impatiently knocked on the wooden door. After the door opened, he immediately bent down and rushed into Lin Ye's house.

"Why are you here?"

Lin Ye was taken aback.